Transformers Prime: Sparkbeat {Completed}

Chapter 23: Trying

Ultra Malachite's POV:

The orange and white Cybertronian... Hatchet? Satchet? What was his name... Ratchet! Ratchet, he seemed so... recognizable. I feel like I am remembering a past life, where he was included, I can't remember him, but I feel that I already know him, and he helped me...

That's why my spark melted when I saw a large Cybertronian with a red paint job about to slaughter Ratchet. Panic overwhelms me, protection for Ratchet, but fear for the bot that has taken him down. He helped me in those caves... I had left when the two femmes had begun to argue; I can't stand war, and I feel so helpless...

But that doesn't matter. Just as the red bot begins to strike, I leap out draw my own blade and clash it with his, stopping it from hitting the medic.

"M...Malachite?" Ratchet sputters in disbelief as he looks up at me.

"What kind of Cybertronian lets his sparkmate do the fighting for him?" The red bot snarls fiercely. Sparkmate?

He swipes at me with his free hand, and I duck, and while he's vulnerable I kick him in the chest, sending him back about five feet.

While he's down I turn around to Ratchet.

"Malachite I was so worried!" He has already gotten up and takes my hand in his. Malachite? Wait... Don't touch me!

I was about to pull my hand away when something hits me from behind, and I feel a blade embedded in my lower back.

"Gah!" My voice sputters as I drop to my knees, the red con pulling his sword from my back, a fierce smile upon his faceplate.

"Malachite!" Ratchet sinks down with me and I fall into his arms, my breath shaking and energon spilling.

Everence's POV:

"No!" I shriek in grief as I see Malachite drop to the ground; I had just begun to hover above the clearing when the femme had been stabbed, and fury takes over my spark.

I transform and land square on Alto's shoulders, driving my blade through the back of his neck and out the front. Sorry Vess. He messed with the wrong bots today.

But the victory is washed away with sadness when I look at Malachite, who's sputtering and bleeding energon. No...